The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 5 Witch or Sorceress?
Golden words began to appear on the previously blank pages.

【Moran】

[13 years old]

[Elemental Magic Talent: No Limit]

Alchemy talent: Unlimited

[Healing Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Blessing Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Curse Magic Talent: Unlimited]

[Prophecy Magic Talent: Unlimited]

[Summoning Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Spatial Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Mind Magic Talent: Unlimited]

Necromantic talent: No upper limit

……

(Talent caps from lowest to highest are: Apprentice, Low, Intermediate, High, Peak, Super Peak, No cap)

Moran looked at these items with no upper limit and almost stopped breathing.

She's a genius!
[Unlimited magical talent across all elements, consistent with the characteristics of a witch, confirmed as a witch]

Moran: "!!!"

The witch was actually myself.

[Magic power test terminated]

[Magic Test in Progress]

[Test successful]

[Magic Power: 998 Mana]

[Talent Manifestation in progress]

[Summoned successfully]

Moran felt something within her body, or perhaps her soul, about to burst forth.

The next moment, a strange, large book with a blank rectangular groove on its cover appeared in her hands.

The cover is gilded and features intricate patterns.

It felt both unfamiliar and familiar.

She instinctively knew that this slot was for cards; it was a card album.

More information is hidden in a fog, and more inspiration is needed.

"A witch! A new witch has appeared!"

"The fifth witch after Lilith!"

"Mo Lan! Her name is Mo Lan, right?"

"Like Lady Tracy, is your talent manifested in a book?"

……

Her test results, which were completely different from those of the other little witches, caused an uproar among the audience.

Even Ms. Amisa's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Moran felt like she had suddenly become the center of attention.

Fortunately, the witches' gazes held no malice whatsoever, only surprise, anticipation, envy, and admiration...

After all, witches are born from sorceresses, and the more witches there are, the stronger the witch clan becomes.

The Chapter of Talent manifested the test results on a piece of parchment.

After receiving the results, Moran managed to maintain a calm demeanor on the surface, but inside she was overjoyed.

She's a witch!

She can punch angels, kick demons, and make dragons bow their heads. There are only three witches like this so far!

"Moran, congratulations on becoming the fifth witch!"

"Fifth?" Moran looked at Ms. Amisha with a puzzled expression.

Isn't it fourth?

"By the witch above, it is a blessing for my race! Last year, a witch also enrolled!" Amisha smiled and looked towards the senior students: "Lilith!"

Moran looked over and saw that it was the red-haired senior who had seemed somewhat dangerous before!

However, she smiles much more warmly now, so it seems that we were just trying to scare her before.

So she was the fourth witch!
It's normal that the outside world doesn't know since I haven't graduated yet.

Even a witch is still weak before she grows up, and at this time, it is necessary to keep information out of reach.

Amisha quickly regained her composure and continued presiding over the entrance ceremony. Moran finally saw the contents of the entrance contract.

We are witches/witches who have awakened from suffering, and we will forever remember the past.

Under the witness of the Contract Witch Carmela, I promise:

Never intentionally harm any human woman/witch/sorceress during your lifetime;

Information about the witch academy, information about the wilderness, and information about underage witches must be kept confidential and never leaked.

If any of the above rules are violated, the person shall voluntarily relinquish their witch bloodline, bear the mark of betrayal, and never enter the wilderness again.

The promiser...

No wonder Shana's mother refused to tell her about the witch academy; it turns out she had signed a contract.

Moran read each clause carefully; it was just a confidentiality clause, so there was nothing to hesitate about.

At the end, she wrote her name.

"Junior Moran, come here!" Senior Lilith had already walked over to the little witch without anyone noticing.

Moran looked at Ms. Amisha, and only after seeing her nod did he walk over.

"Is your talent manifested in a book? Does it have words inside?" Lilith asked curiously.

Moran shook his head: "To be precise, it's a card album, a booklet for holding cards. I'm not quite sure about its specific function yet."

"That's normal. A witch's innate talent will gradually show its true potential as her magic power increases! At the same time, it also requires the witch to develop it."

As Lilith spoke, an object appeared in her hand: "Look at my innate manifestation, it's even more baffling to the witch than yours!"

“Isn’t this… a syringe?” Moran said in surprise.

Although the material is unknown, the metallic texture is obvious, and it is inlaid with gemstones, the needle, the body, the scale, and the piston are all present.

Shana's mother has a magic potion box, and inside is a crystal syringe.

“Hmm… I call it the Bloodthirsty Needle. It loves blood, so the name Bloodthirsty Needle suits it better,” Lilith said, trying to save face.

Moran understood immediately.

Who would want to call their own talent a "body syringe"?

From now on, when others mention a certain witch and say that her talent manifests as a syringe, her status will immediately drop.

She also wanted to give her manifestation of her talent a good name; calling it "Card" was too ordinary!

After all, the manifestation of one's talent is a witch's trump card!
The Book Witch's innate ability manifests as the Book of Omniscience, the Contract Witch's innate ability manifests as the Pen of Oath, and the Fireworks Witch's innate ability manifests as the Fireworks Wand.

Then her… Moran’s eyes lit up, and an idea came to her:
"The Book of Cards! My innate talent is manifested in the Book of Cards!"

The book that holds the cards should be called the Book of Cards!
Lilith grinned, revealing her adorable fangs: "Great name!"

Before the two little witches could finish speaking, they heard another exclamation.

The round-faced, black-haired little witch on the stage pulled a flesh-colored, crescent-shaped pouch from her belly.

It looks somewhat familiar.

Moran remembered her; she was the shortest of the young witches, and her name was...

"Vashida! Congratulations on becoming the sixth witch!"

Ms. Amisa's voice was somewhat unsteady.

Two witches appeared this year!

All eyes that were originally on Moran were drawn to Vasita on the stage, and her face turned visibly red like an apple.

Moran breathed a sigh of relief. The witch was nice, but she attracted too much attention. Now that she had the little witch to help her share the attention, it was wonderful!

After Vasida signed the enrollment contract, she was also called over by senior Lilith.

Lilith, holding Moran's hand with her left and Vasita's with her right, grinned, revealing her sharp teeth: "The three of us can form the second-generation witch trio!"

The first generation naturally consists of the Book Witch, the Fireworks Witch, and the Contract Witch.

The appearance of the two witches brought the atmosphere to a climax.

Even the little witches who had never imagined themselves to be witches couldn't help but look forward to their test results.

Unfortunately, no third lucky person appeared until the penultimate little witch had finished testing.

……

"The twenty-seventh, Sylph!"

Only one little witch with dark green hair and a gentle demeanor has yet to receive her talent test results.

To the astonishment of all the little witches, she only stood in front of the witch's book for a short while before a dark brown wooden box appeared in her hand.

Without a doubt, yet another witch has appeared!

After confirming the test results, Ms. Amisha's voice trembled slightly:

"Sylph, congratulations on becoming the seventh witch!"

I thought last year's appearance of Lilith was already a pleasant surprise, but this year three more witches have appeared.

It has been three hundred years since Lady Carmela appeared!

(End of this chapter)